tiny living dreams
i watch two men have an argument when a door opens in my ear. a  familiar/unknown male voice calls my name through it, interrupting the  dream
[woke up, nobody was home]

i watch two men have an argument when a door opens in my ear. a familiar/unknown male voice calls my name through it, interrupting the dream

[woke up, nobody was home]

old flame is kind to me & very happy w/ his new flame. we share  awkward apology kisses & discuss our misunderstandings. i’m happy  for him.

old flame is kind to me & very happy w/ his new flame. we share awkward apology kisses & discuss our misunderstandings. i’m happy for him.

 
 public transportation involves  slides between trains & lots. i slide to the lot where my car sits,  centered & alone except for two men standing near it……as i begin walking  towards my car they deliberately walk in a wide circle apart, aiming to  surround me. i start running & they chase me.

 

 public transportation involves slides between trains & lots. i slide to the lot where my car sits, centered & alone except for two men standing near it…
…as i begin walking towards my car they deliberately walk in a wide circle apart, aiming to surround me. i start running & they chase me.

i tell my fading flame that i can’t date him anymore at his childhood  home. he sobs & his overbearing mother screams terrible things at  me.

i tell my fading flame that i can’t date him anymore at his childhood home. he sobs & his overbearing mother screams terrible things at me.

 
    police chase friend & i through old building. we have to reverse  gravity & walk upside-down in order to climb brown stone spiral  stairway……upstairs is full of  antiques. an angry spirit elevates an old rug and pushes it at me. i  resist and a terrifying face forms within it…resistance & anger  fuel us - i fight back strongly until i realize we are high in the air  and my body starts to turn cold…[woke up with cold cheeks]
 
  

 

  police chase friend & i through old building. we have to reverse gravity & walk upside-down in order to climb brown stone spiral stairway…
…upstairs is full of antiques. an angry spirit elevates an old rug and pushes it at me. i resist and a terrifying face forms within it
…resistance & anger fuel us - i fight back strongly until i realize we are high in the air and my body starts to turn cold…
[woke up with cold cheeks]

 

 

friend travels far to meet  me in the middle of the woods. as he arrives a bear starts chasing us-  we run into a laboratory but he follows….i  barely miss the bear in bathroom stalls, it turns into two hip, female  ninjas. my friend & i battle them til loud music blows them away.
 
  

friend travels far to meet me in the middle of the woods. as he arrives a bear starts chasing us- we run into a laboratory but he follows….i barely miss the bear in bathroom stalls, it turns into two hip, female ninjas. my friend & i battle them til loud music blows them away.

 

 
carrying a boat down a mountain, looking for childhood home. getting lost in mountainous cityscape instead - falling down cliffs of snow.

carrying a boat down a mountain, looking for childhood home. getting lost in mountainous cityscape instead - falling down cliffs of snow.

..i leave them, instead going to a bathroom-maze full of mirrors. i stare at myself & watch me as a little girl fall down an empty blue void

..i leave them, instead going to a bathroom-maze full of mirrors. i stare at myself & watch me as a little girl fall down an empty blue void

…then leaves w/ his new flame. i remain silent. the circle fills with people lighting spoons with white powder on them on fire.

…then leaves w/ his new flame. i remain silent. the circle fills with people lighting spoons with white powder on them on fire.

she leads me to a circle in the middle of a maze. my old flame lingers, scowling. i read something he wrote on a small piece of paper…
…it borrows too much from other artists with an ambiguous message about love. he says he’s waiting for me to try to say something clever…

she leads me to a circle in the middle of a maze. my old flame lingers, scowling. i read something he wrote on a small piece of paper…

…it borrows too much from other artists with an ambiguous message about love. he says he’s waiting for me to try to say something clever…